The Crucible ACT I

The Crucible by Arthur Miller a note on the historical accuracy of this play this play is not history in the sense in which the word is used by the academic historian dramatic purposes have sometimes required many characters to be fused into one the number of girls involved in the crying out has been reduced Abigail's age has been raised while there are several judges of almost equal Authority I have symbolized them all in Hawthorne and Danforth however I believe that the reader will discover here the essential nature of one of the strangest and most awful chapters in human history the fate of each character is exactly that of his historical model and there is no one in the drama who did not play a similar and in some cases exactly the same role in history as for the characters of the persons little is known about most of them at accepting what may be surmised from a few letters the trial record certain broadsides written at the time and references to their conduct and sources of varying reliability they may therefore be taken as creations of my own John to the best of my ability in conformity with their known behavior except as indicated in the commentary I've written for this text act 1 and overture a small upper bedroom in the home of Reverend Samuel Parris Salem Massachusetts in the spring of the year 1692 there is a narrow window at the left through its leaded panes the morning sunlight streams a candle still burns near the bed which is up the right a chest a chair and a small table or the other furnishings at the back a door opens on the landing of the stairway to the ground floor the room gives off an air of clean spareness the roof rafters are exposed and the wood colors are raw and unmilled as the curtain rises Reverend Parris has discovered kneeling beside the bed evidently in prayer his daughter Betty Parris aged 10 is lying on the bed inert at the time of these events Paris was in his mid 40s in history he cut a villainous path and there is very little good to be said for him he believed he was being persecuted wherever he went despite his best efforts to win people and God to his side in meeting he felt insulted if someone rose to shut the door without first asking his permission he was a widower was no interest in children or talent with them he regarded them as young adults and until this strange crisis he like the rest of Salem never concedes that the children were anything but thankful for being permitted to walk straight I slightly lowered arms at the sides and mouth shut until bidden to speak his house stood in the town but we today would hardly call it a village the meeting house was nearby from this point outward toward the bay or inland there were a few small window dark houses snuggling against the raw Massachusetts winter salem had been established hardly forty years before to the european world the whole province was barbaric frontier inhabited by a sect of fanatics who nevertheless were shipping out products of slowly increasing quantity and value no one can really know what their lives were like they had no novelist and would not have permitted anyone to read a novel if one were handy their Creed forbade anything resembling a theatre or in vain enjoyment they did not celebrate Christmas and a holiday from work meant only that they must concentrate even more upon prayer which is not to say that nothing broke into this strict and somber way of life when a new farm house was built friends assembled to raise the roof and there would be special foods cooked and probably some potent cider passed around there was a good supply of near duels in Salem who dally at the shovel board in Bridget bishop Stav urn probably more than the Creed hard work kept the morals of the place from spoiling for the people were forced to fight the land like heroes for every grain of corn and no man had very much time for fooling around that there were some Jokers however is indicated by the practice of appointing a two-man Patrol whose duty was to walk forth in the time of God's worship to take notice of such as either lie about the meat house without attending to the word and ordinances or that lie at home or in the fields without giving good account thereof and to take the names of such persons and to present them to the magistrates whereby they may be accordingly proceeded against this predilection for minding other people's business was time-honored among the people of Salem and it undoubtedly created many of the suspicions which were to feed the coming madness it was also in my opinion one of the things that a John Proctor would rebel against for the time of the armed camp had almost passed and since the country was reasonably now there not wholly safe the old disciplines were beginning to wrinkle but as in all such matters the issue was not clear-cut for danger was still a possibility and in unity still lay the best promise of safety the edge of the wilderness was closed by the American continent stretch and thusly West and it was full of mystery for them it stood dark and threatening over their shoulders night and day proud of it Indian tribes marauded from time to time and Reverend Parris had parishioners who have lost relatives to these heathen the parochial snobbery of these people were partly reasonable for their failure to convert the Indians probably they also preferred to take land from heathens rather than from fellow Christians at any rate very few Indians were converted and the Salem folk believed that the virgin forest was the devil's last preserve his home base and the Citadel of his final stand to the best of their knowledge the American forest was the last place on earth that was not paying homage to God for these reasons among others they carried about an air of innate resistance even of persecution their fathers had of course been persecuted in England so now they and their church found it necessary to deny any other sect its freedom lest their New Jerusalem be defiled and corrupted by wrong ways and deceitful ideas they believed in short that they held their steady hands the candle that would lighten the world we've inherited this belief and it has helped and hurt us it helped them with the discipline it gave them they were a dedicated folk by and large and they had to be to survive the life they have chose or been born into in this country the proof of their beliefs value to them may be taken from the opposite character of the first jamestown settlement farther south in virginia the englishman who landed there were motivated mainly by a hunt for profit they had thought to pick off the wealth of the new country and then return rich to england they were a band of individualist and a much more ingratiating group than the massachusetts men but virginia destroyed them massachusetts tried to kill off the Puritans but they combined they set up a communal society which in the beginning was little more than an armed camp with an autocratic and very devoted leadership it was however an autocracy by consent for they were united from top to bottom by a commonly held ideology whose perpetuation was the reason and justification for all their sufferings so their self denial their purposefulness their suspicion of all vain pursuits their hard handed justice were altogether perfect instruments for the conquest of this space so antagonistic to man but the people of Salem in 1692 were not quite the dedicated folk that arrived on the Mayflower a vast differentiation had taken place and in their own time a revolution had unseated the rural government and substituted a junta which was at this moment in power the times to their eyes must have been out of joint and to the common folk must have seemed as insoluble and complicated as to ours today it is not hard to see how easily many could have been led to believe that the time of confusion had been brought upon them by deep and darkling forces no hint of such speculation appears on the court record but social disorder at any age breeds such mystical suspicions and when as in Salem Wonders are brought forth from below the social surface it is too much to expect people to hold back very long from laying on the victims with all the force of their frustrations the Salem tragedy which is about to begin in these pages developed from a paradox it is a paradox and whose grip we still live and there is no prospect yet that we will discover its resolution simply it was this for good purposes even high purposes the people of Salem developed at the krisi a combine of state and religious power whose function was to keep the community together and to prevent any kind of disunity that might open it to destruction by material or ideological enemies it was forged for a necessary purpose and accomplished that purpose but all organization is and must be grounded on the idea of exclusion and prohibition just as two objects cannot occupy the same space evidently the time came in New England when the repression of order were heavier than seemed warranted by the dangers against which the order was organized the witch-hunt was a perverse manifestation of the panic which said in among all classes when the balance began to turn toward greater individual freedom when one rises above the individual villainy displayed one can only pity them all just as we shall be pitied someday it is still impossible for man to organize his social life without repressions and the balance is yet to be struck between order and freedom the witch-hunt was not however a mere repression it was also and as importantly a long overdue opportunity for everyone so inclined to express publicly his guilt and sins under the cover of accusations against the victims it suddenly became possible and patriotic and holy for a man to say that Martha Corey had come into his bedroom at night and that while his wife was sleeping and aside Martha laid herself down on his chest and nearly suffocated him of course it was her spirit only but his satisfaction at confessing himself was no lighter than if it had been Martha herself one could not ordinarily speak such things in public long-held hatred some neighbors could now be openly expressed and vengeance taken despite the Bible's charitable injunctions land lust which had been expressed by constant bickering over boundaries and deeds could now be elevated to the arena of morality one could cry which against one's neighbor and feel perfectly justified in the bargain old scores could be settled on a plane of heavenly combat between Lucifer and the Lord suspicions and the many of the miserable toward the happy could and did burst out in the general revenge Reverend Parris is praying now and though we cannot hear his words a sense of his confusion hangs about him he mumbles then seems about to weep then he weeps then prays again but his daughter does not stir on the bed the door opens and his negro slave enters Tituba is in her 40s Parris brought her with him from Barbados where he spent some years as a merchant before entering the ministry she enters as one does who can no longer bear to be barred from the sight of her beloved but she's also very frightened because her slave Sons has warned heard that as always trouble on this house eventually lands on her back Tituba already taking a step backward my Betty be Hardy soon out of here did she go backing to the door but my Betty not gonna die Parris scrambling to his feet in a fury out of my sight she's gone out of my he's overcome with sobs he clamps his teeth against them and closes the door and leans against it exhausted oh my god god help me quaking was fear mumbling to himself through his sobs he goes to the bed and gently takes Betty's hand Betty child dear child will you wait will you open up your eyes Betty little one he's bending to kneel again when his niece Abigail Williams seventeen enters a strikingly beautiful girl an orphan with an endless capacity for dissembling now she is all worry and apprehension and propriety uncle he looks to her Susanna Walcott's hear from dr. Griggs Oh let her come let her come Abigail leaning out the door to call to Susanna who was down the hall a few steps come in Susanna Susanna Walcott a little younger than Abigail a nervous hurry girl enters Paris eagerly what is the doctor say child susannah craning around paris to get a look at Betty hey baby come and tell you reven sir he cannot discover no medicine for it in his books then he must Sir John I sir he have been searching his books since he left you sir but he bid me tell you that you might look to unnatural things for the cause of it Paris his eyes going wide no no did we know what natural cause here tell him I have sent for a Reverend Hale of Beverly and mr. Hill will surely confirmed that let him look to medicine and put out all thought of unnatural causes here there be none aye sir he bid me tell you she turns to go speak nothing of it in the village Susannah go directly home and speak nothing of unnatural causes aye sir I pray for her she goes out uncle the rumour of witchcraft is all about I think you best go down and denied yourself the parlour is packed with people sir I'll sit with her Paris pressed turns on her and what shall I say to them that my daughter and my niece I discovered dancing like heathen in the forest uncle we did dance let you tell them I confessed it and I'll be whipped if I must be but they're speaking of witchcraft Betty's not witched Abigail I cannot go before the congregation when I know you have not opened with me what did you do with her in the forest we did dance uncle and when you leapt out of the bush so suddenly Betty was frightened and then she fainted and there's the whole of it child sit you don't Abigail quavering if she sits I would never hurt Betty I love her dearly now look you child your punishment will come in its time but if you trafficked with spirits and the forest I must know it now for surely my enemies will and they will ruin me with it but we never conjured spirits then why can she not move herself since midnight this child is desperate Abigail lowers her eyes it must come out my enemies will bring it out let me know what you done there Abigail do you understand that I have many enemies I have heard of it uncle there's a faction that a sworn to drive me from my pulpit do you understand that I think so sir and now then in the midst of such disruption my own household is discovered to be this very center of some obscene practice abominations are done in the force it were sport uncle Paris pointing to Betty you call this sport she lowers her eyes he pleads there we go if you know something that may help the doctor for God's sake tell it to me she is silent I saw ticha but waving her arms are the fire when I came on you why was she doing that and I heard a screeching and gibberish coming from her mouth she were swaying like a dumb beast over that fire she always sings her Barbato songs and we danced I cannot blink what I saw Abigail for my enemies will not blink it I saw a dress lying on the grass Abigail innocently but a dress Paris it is very hard to say I a dress and I thought I saw someone naked running through the trees Abigail and terror no one was naked you mistake yourself uncle Paris with anger I saw it he moves from her then resolved now tell me true have a gale and I pray you feel the weight of truth upon you for now my ministries at stake my ministry and perhaps your cousin's life whatever abomination you have done give me all of it now for I dare not be taken unaware when I go before them down there there is nothing more I swear it uncle Paris he studies her than nods half convinced Abigail I have fought here three long years to bend these stiff neck people to me and now just now when some good respect is rising for me in the parish you compromised my very character I have given you a home child I have put clothes upon your back now give me upright answer your name and the town it is entirely white is it not Abigail with an edge of resentment well I am sure it is Sir there we don't blush about my name Paris to the point Abigail is there any other cause than you have told me for you're being discharged from goody Proctor's service I have heard it said and I tell you as I heard it that she comes so rarely to the church this year for she will not sit so close to something soiled what that remark she hates me uncle she must for I would not be her slave it's a bitter woman lying cold sniveling woman and I will not work for such a woman she may be and yet it has troubled me that you were now seven-month out of their house and all this time no other family has ever called for your service they want slaves not such as I let them send to Barbados for that I will not black my face for any of them with ill-concealed resentment at him do you begrudge my bed uncle no no Abigail in a temper my name is good in the village I will not have it said my name is soiled goody Proctor is a gossiping liar enter mrs. Anne Putnam she is a twisted soul of 45 a death ridden woman haunted by dreams Paris as soon as the door begins to open no no I cannot have anyone he sees her and a certain defense brings into him although his worry remains why goody Putnam come in mrs. Putnam full of breath shiny eyed it is a marvel it is surely a stroke of hell upon you know goody Putnam it is mrs. Putnam glancing a pity how high did she fly how high no she never flew mrs. Putnam very pleased with it well I is sure she did mr. Collins saw her going over Ingersoll's barn and come down lad as a bird he says now look you goody putting them she never entered Thomas Putnam a well-to-do hard-handed landowner near 50 oh good morning mr. Putnam it is Providence the thing is out now it is a Providence he goes directly to the bed what's out sir what's mrs. Putnam goes to the bed Putnam looking down at Betty why her eyes is closed look you an why that's strange - Parris ours is open Parrish shocked you Ruth is sick mrs. Putnam with vicious certainty I don't call it sick The Devil's touch is heavier than sick its death you know it's death driving into them forked and hoofed Oh pray not why how does Ruth ale she ELLs as she must she never waked this morning but her eyes open and she walks and hears not sees not cannot eat her soul is taken surely Parris is struck Putnam as though for further details they say you've sent for Reverend Hale of Beverly Harris with dwindling conviction now a precaution only he has much experience in all demonic arts and I he has indeed and found a witch in Beverly last year and let's you remember that now goody an they only thought they were a witch and I am certain there be no element of witchcraft here no witchcraft now look you mr. Parris Thomas Thomas I pray you leave not to witchcraft I know that you you least of all Thomas whatever was so disastrous of charge laid upon me we cannot leap to witchcraft they will hell me out of Salem for such corruption in my house a word about Thomas Putnam he was a man with many grievances at least one of which appears justified some time before his wife's brother-in-law and James Bailey had been turned down as minister of Salem Bailey had all the qualifications and a two-thirds vote into the bargain the faction stopped his acceptance for reasons that are not clear Thomas Putnam was the eldest son of the richest man in the village he had father Indians of nargis net and was deeply interested in parish affairs he undoubtedly felt it poor payment that the village should so blatantly disregard his candidate for one of its more important offices especially since he regarded himself as the intellectual superior of most of the people around him his vindictive nature was demonstrated long before the witchcraft began a former Salem minister George burrows had had to borrow money to pay for his wife's funeral and since the parish was remiss in his salary he was soon bankrupt Thomas and his brother John had Burroughs jailed for debts the man did not owe the incident is important only in that Burroughs succeeded in becoming Minister where Bailey Thomas putnams brother-in-law had been rejected the motif of resentment is clear here Thomas Putnam felt that his own name and the honor of his family had been smirched by the village and he meant to write matters however he could another reason to believe him a deeply embittered man was his attempt to break his father's will which left a disproportionate amount to a stepbrother as with every other public cause in which he tried to force his way he failed in this so it is not surprising to find that so many accusations against people are in the handwriting of Thomas Putnam or that his name is so often found as a witness corroborating the supernatural testimony or that his daughter led the crying out at the most opportune junctures of the trials especially when but will speak of that when we come to it Putnam at the moment he is intent upon getting Paris for whom he has only contempt to move toward the abyss mr. Paris I have taken your part in all contention here and I would continue but I cannot if you hold back in this there are hurtful vengeful spirits laying hands on these children but Thomas you cannot and tell mr. Paris what you have done Reverend Parris I have laid seven babies unbaptized in the earth believe me sir you never saw more Hardy babies born and yet each would wither in my arms the very night of their birth I have spoke nothing but my heart has clamored intimations and now this year my bruise my only icy hurts hurt and strange a secret child she has become this year and shrivels like a sucking mouth were pulling on her life too and so I thought to send her to your Tituba what made ticheba Tishman knows how to speak to the dead mr. Paris goody an it is a formidable sin to conjure up the dead I take it on my soul but who else may surely tell us what person murdered my babies Paris horrified woman they were murdered mr. Paris and Mark this proof market last night my Bruce were ever so close to their little spirits I know it sir for how else is she struck dumb now except some power of darkness would stop her mouth it is a marvel sign mr. Paris don't you understand it sir there is a murdering witch among us bound to keep herself in the dark Paris turns to Betty a frantic terror rising in him but your enemies make of it what they will you cannot blink it more Paris to Abigail then you were conjuring spirits last night Abigail whispering night aye sir Tituba and Ruth Paris turns now with new fear and goes to Betty looks down at her and then gazing off well Miguel what proper payment for my charity now I am undone we're not undone let you take hold here wait for no one to charge you declare it yourself you've discovered witchcraft in my house in my house Thomas they will topple me with this they will make of it a enter mercy Lewis the Putnam servant a fat sly merciless girl of eighteen your pardon sir I only thought to see how Betty is why aren't you home who's with Ruth her grandma come she's improved a little I think she gave a powerful sneeze before ah there's a sign of life I fear no more goody Putnam it were grand sneeze another like it will shake her wits together I'm sure she goes to the bed to look when you leave me now Thomas I would pray awhile alone uncle you've prayed since midnight why do you not go down and no no to Putnam I have no answer for that crowd I'll wait till mr. Hill arrives to get mrs. bunting to leave if you will goody Ann now look you sir let you strike out against the devil and the village will bless you for it come down speak to them pray with them they're thirsting for your word mister surely you'll pray with them Paris swayed I'll leave them in a psalm but let you say nothing of witchcraft yet I will not discuss it the causes yet unknown I have had enough contention since I came I want no more mercy you go home to Ruth to hear I'm um mrs. Putnam goes out Paris to Abigail if she starts for the window cry for me at once I will uncle Paris to Putnam there is a terrible power in her arms today he goes out with Putnam Abigail with hushed trepidation how was Ruth sick it's weirdest I know not she seems to walk like a dead one since last night Abigail she turns at once and goes to Betty and now was fear and her voice Betty but he doesn't move she shakes her now stop this Betty sit up now Betty doesn't stir mercy comes over and he tried beating her I gave Ruth a good one and it waked her for a minute here let me have her Abigail holding mercy back no he'll be coming up listen now if they be questioning us tell them we danced I told him as much already I and what more he knows ticheba conjured Ruth's sisters to come out of the grave and what more he saw you naked mercy clapping her hands together with a frightened laugh oh geez enter Mary Warren breathless she is 17 subservient naive lovely girl what do we do the village is out I've just come from the farm the whole country's talking witchcraft the be calling us witches Abbey Mercy pointing and looking at Mary Warren she means to tell I know it Abby we've got to tell Witcher he's a hanging error a hangin like they've done in Boston two year ago we must tell the truth Abbey you'll only be whipped for dancing and the other things Oh will be whipped I never done none of it Abbey I only looked mercy moving menacingly toward Mary oh you're a great one for lookin aren't you Mary Warren what a grand peep and courage you have Betty on the bed whimpers having a old turns to her at once Betty she goes to Betty now Betty dear wake up now it's Abigail she sits Betty up and furiously shakes her I'll beat you Betty Betty whimpers my you seem improving I've talked to your pop and I told him everything so there's nothing up Betty she darts off the bed frightened of Abigail and flattens herself against the wall my mama Abagail with alarm as she cautiously approaches Betty what eles you Betty your mama's dead and buried I'll fly to mama let me fly she raises her arms as though to fly and streaks for the window gets one leg out Abigail pulling her away from the window I told him everything he knows now he knows everything we you drank blood Abby you didn't tell him that Betty you never say that again you will never you did you did you drink a charm to kill John Proctor's wife you drank a charm to kill goody Proctor Abigail smashing her across the face shut it now shut it Betty collapsing on the bed mama mama Chu's office into sobs now look you all of you we danced at ticheba Kandra Ruth putnams dead sisters and that is all and Mark this let either of you breathe a word or the edge of a word about the other things and I will come to you in the black of some terrible night and I will bring a pointy reckoning that will shudder you and you know I can do it I saw Indians smash my dear parents heads on the pillows next to mine and I have seen some reddish work done at night and I can make you wish you had never seen the Sun go down she goes to Betty and roughly sets her up now you sit up and stop this the Betty collapses in her hands and lies in her on the bed Mary Warren with hysterical fright what's got her Abigail stares and frightened Betty Abby she's gonna die it's a sin to Kandra and we Abigail starting from Mary I said shut it Mary Warren enter John Proctor on seeing him Mary Warren leaps in fright Proctor was a farmer in his middle 30s he need not have been a partisan of any faction of the town but there is evidence to suggest that he had a sharp and biting way with hypocrites he was a kind of man powerful of Bonnie even tempered and not easily led who cannot refuse support to partisans without drawing their deepest resentment and Proctor's presence a fool felt his foolishness instantly and a proctor is always marched for calumny therefore but as we shall see the steady manner he displays does not spring from an untroubled soul he is a sinner Center not only against the moral fashion of the time but against his own vision of decent conduct these people had no ritual for the washing away of sins it is another trait we inherited from them and it has helped to discipline us as well as to breed hypocrisy among us Proctor respected and even feared in Salem has come to regard himself as a kind of fraud but no hint of this has yet appeared on the surface and as he enters from the crowded parlor below it is a man in his prime we see with a quiet confidence and an unexpressed hidden force Mary Warren his servant can barely speak for embarrassment and fear oh I'm just going home mr. Proctor be you foolish Mary Warren but you deaf I forbid you leave the house did I not why shall I pay you I'm looking for you more often than my cows I only come to see great doings in the world I'll show you a great doing on your arse one of these days now get you home my wife is waiting with your work trying to retain a shred of dignity she goes slowly out mercy Lewis both afraid of him and strangely titillated I pissed me off I have Maroof to watch good morning mr. Proctor mercy saddles out since Proctor's entrance Abigail has stood as though on tiptoe absorbing his presence wide-eyed he glances at her then goes to Betty on the bed yeah I'd almost forgot how strong you are John Proctor Proctor looking at Abigail now the faintest suggestion of a knowing smile on his face what's this mischief here Abigail with a nervous laugh oh she's only gone silly somehow the road past my house is a pilgrimage to Salem all morning the town's mumbling witchcraft a posh wittingly she comes a little closer with a confidential wicked air we were dancing in the woods last night and my uncle leaped in on us she took fright is all Proctor has smile widening now you're wicked yet aren't you a trill of expectant laughter escapes her and she dares come closer feverishly looking into his eyes you'll be clapped in the stocks before you're 20 he takes a step to go and she springs into his path give me a word John a soft word her concentrated desire destroys his smile no no Abby that's done with Abigail tauntingly you come five-mile to see a silly girl fly I know you better Proctor setting her firmly out of his path I'll come to see what mischief your uncle's brewing now was final emphasis put it out of mind Abby Abigail grasping his hand before you can release her John I'm waiting for you every night Abbey I never give you hope to wait for me Abigail now beginning to anger she can't believe it I have something better than hope I think Abby you'll put it out of mind I'll not be coming for you more you're surely sporting with me you know me better I know how you clutched my back behind your house and sweating like a stallion whenever I come near or did I dream that if she put me out you cannot pretend it were you I saw your face when she put me out and you loved me then and you do now Abby that's a wild thing to say a wild thing may say wild things but not so wild I think I have seen you since she put me out I have seen you nights I've hardly stepped off my farms a 7-month I have a sense for heat John and yours has drawn me to my window and I've seen you looking up burnin and your loneliness do you tell me you've never looked up at my window I may have looked up Abigail now softening and you must you're no wintry man I know you John I know you she is weeping I cannot sleep for dreamin I cannot dream but I wake and walk about the house as though I find you coming through some door she clutches him desperately Proctor gently pressing her from him with great sympathy but firmly child Abigail with a flash of anger how do you call me child Abby I may think of you softly from time to time but I will cut off my hand before I'll ever reach for you again wipe it out of mind we never touched Abby I but we did I but we did not have a go with a bitter anger Oh I marvel how such a strong man may let such a sickly wife be Proctor her anger at himself as well you'll speak nothing of Elizabeth she's blackening my name in the village she's telling lies about me she's a cold sniveling woman have you been to her let her turn you like a proctor shaking her do you look for a whippin Abigail in tears I look for John Proctor that took me from my sleepin but knowledge in my heart I never knew what pretense Salem was I never knew the lion lessons I was taught by all these Christian their covenant men and now you bid me tear the light out of my eyes I will not I cannot you love me John Proctor on whatever sin it is you love me yet he turns abruptly to go out she rushes to him John pity me pity me the words going up to Jesus are heard in the psalm and Betty claps her ears suddenly and whines loudly Betty she hurries to Betty who is now sitting up and screaming Proctor goes to Betty as Abigail is trying to pull her hands down calling Betty Proctor growing unnerved what's she doing girl what ails you stop that wailing the singing has stopped in the midst of this and now Paris rushes in what happened what are you doing to her Betty he rushes to the bed crying Betty Betty mrs. Putnam enters feverish with curiosity and with her Thomas Putnam and mercy Lewis Paris of the bed keeps lightly slapping Betty's face while she moans and tries to get up she heard you singing and suddenly she's up and screaming the sum the sum she cannot bear to hear the Lord's name no God forbid mercy run to the doctor tell him what's happened here mercy Lewis rushes out market for sign market Rebecca nurse 72 hunters she is white haired leaning upon her walking stick Putnam pointing at the whimpering Betty that is a notorious sign of witchcraft afoot goody nurse a prodigious sign my mother told me that when they cannot bear to hear the name of Paris trembling Rebecca Rebecca go to her we're lost she's unli cannot bear to hear the Lord's Giles Corey 83 enters he is nodded with muscle canny inquisitive and still powerful there's hard sickness here Giles Corey's so pleased to keep the quiet not said a word no one here can testify of said a word she went to fly again I hear she flies man be quiet now everything is quiet Rebecca walks across the room to the bed gentleness exudes from her betty is quietly whimpering eyes shut Rebecca simply stands over the child who gradually quiets and while they are so absorbed we may put a word in for Rebecca Rebecca was the wife of Frances nurse who from all accounts was one of those men for whom both sides of the argument had to have respect he was called upon to arbitrary disputes as though he were an unofficial judge and Rebecca also enjoyed the high opinion most people had for him by the time of the delusion they had 300 acres and their children resettled in separate homesteads within the same estate however Frances had originally rented the land and one theory has it that as he gradually paid for it and raised his social status there were those who resented his rise another suggestion to explain the systematic campaign against Rebecca and inferential e against Frances is the land war he fought with his neighbors one of whom was a Putnam the squabble grew to the proportions of a battle in the woods between partisans of both sides and it is said to have lasted for two days as for Rebecca herself the general opinion of her character was so high that to explain how anyone dared cry her out for a witch and more how adults could bring themselves to lay hands on her we must look to the fields and boundaries of that time as we have seen Thomas putnams man for the Salem ministry was Bailey the nurse clan had been in the faction that prevented Bailey's taking office in addition certain families allied to the nurses by blood or friendship and whose farms were continuous with the nurse farm or close to it combined to break away from the Salem town authority and set up Topsfield a new and independent entity whose existence was resented by Old Salem i'ts that the guiding hand behind the outcry was putnams as indicated by the fact that as soon as it began this Topsfield nurse faction have scented themselves from the church in protest and disbelief it was Edward and Jonathan Putnam who signed the first complaint against Rebecca and Thomas putnams little daughter was the one who fell into a fit at the hearing and pointed to Rebecca as her attacker to top it all mrs. Putnam who is now staring at the child on the bed soon accused Rebecca spirit of tempting her to iniquity a charge that had more truth in it than mrs. Putnam could no mrs. Putnam astonished what have you done Rebecca and thought now leaves the bedside and sits Paris wondrous and relieved what do you make of it Rebecca patting on me eagerly good your nurse will you go to my roof and see if you can wake her Rebecca sitting I think she'll wake in time pray calm yourselves I have 11 children and I am 26 times a grandma and I have seen them all through their silly seasons and when it come on them they will run the devil bowlegged keeping up with their mischief I think she'll wake when she tires of it a child's spirit is like a child you can never catch it by running after it you must stand still and for love it will soon itself come back I that's the truth of it Rebecca this is no silly season Rebecca my Ruth is bewildered Rebecca she could not eat perhaps she is not hungered yet to Paris I hope you are not decided to go in search of loose spirits mr. Parris I've heard promise of that outside a wide opinions running in the parish that the devil may be among us and I would satisfy them that they are wrong then let you come out and call them wrong did you consult the wardens before you called this minister to look for Devils he's not coming to look for Devils then what's he coming for there be children dying in the village mister I've seen none dyin the society will not be a bag to swing around your head mr. Putnam to Paris did you call a meeting before you I am sick of meetings cannot the man turn his head without he have a meeting he may turn his head but not to hell pray John become pause he defers to her mr. Parris I think you'd best son Reverend Hale back as soon as he come this will set us all to argue and again in the society and we thought to have peace this year I think we ought rely on the doctor now and good prayer Rebecca the doctors baffled if so he is then let us go to God for the cause of it there is a prodigious danger in the seeking of loose spirits I fear it I fear it let's rather blame ourselves and how many we blame ourselves I am one of nine sons the Putnam seed have peopled this province and yet I have but one child left of eight and now she shrivels I cannot fathom that mrs. Putnam with a growing edge of sarcasm but I must you think it God's work you should never lose a child nor grandchild either and I bury all but one there are wheels within wheels in the spillage and fires within fires Putnam to Paris when Reverend Hale comes you'll proceed to look for signs of witchcraft here Proctor to Putnam you cannot command mr. Parris we vote by name in the society not by acreage I never heard you worried so on this society mr. Proctor I do not think I saw you at Sabbath's meetings since snows blue I have trouble enough without I come five-mile to hear him preach only Hellfire and bloody damnation taken to heart mr. Parris there are many others who stay away from church these days because you hardly ever mention God any more Paris now aroused what that's a drastic charge it's somewhat true there are many that Quayle to bring their children I do not preach for children Rebecca it is not the children who are unmindful of their obligations toward this ministry are there really those unmindful I should say the better half of Salem Village and more than that where is my would my contract provides a be supplied with all my firewood I'm waiting since November for a stick and even in November I had to show my frostbitten hands like some London beggar you are allowed six pound a year to buy your wood mr. Paris I regard that six pound as part of my salary I am pained a little enough without I spent six pound on firewood sixty plus six for firewood the salary is 66 pound mr. Proctor I'm not some preaching farmer with a book under my arm I'm a graduate of Harvard College I am well instructed in arithmetic mr. Corey you will look far for a man of my kind at sixty pound a year I'm not used to this poverty I left a thrifty business in the Barbados to serve the Lord I do not fashion it why I am persecuted here I cannot offer one proposition but there be a howling riot of argument I have often wondered if the devil be in it somewhere I can understand you people otherwise mr. Paris you're the first minister ever did demand the deed to this house man don't a minister deserve a house to live in to live in yes but to ask ownership is like you shall own the meeting house itself the last meeting I were at you spoke so long on deeds and mortgages I thought it were an auction I want a mark of confidence is all I am me a third preacher in seven years I don't know wish to be put out like the cat whenever some majority feels the whim you people seem not to comprehend that a minister is the Lord's man in the parish a minister is not to be so lightly crossed and contradicted I there is either obedience or the church will burn like hell is burning can you speak one minute without we land in hell again I am sick of hell it is not for you to say what is good for you to hear I may speak my heart I think Paris and a fury what are we Quakers we're not Quakers here yet mr. Proctor and you may tell that to your followers my followers Paris now he's out with it there is a party in this church I'm not blind there is a faction at a party against you against him and all authority why then I must find it and join it there a shock among the others he does not mean that he confessed it now I'll have mean it solemnly Rebecca I like not the smell of this Authority no you cannot charity with your Minister you are another kind John classpass and make your peace I have a crop to sew and lumber to drag home he goes angrily to the door and turns to quarry with a smile let's say you Giles let's find the party he says there's a party I've changed my opinion of this man John mr. Parris I beg your pardon I never thought you had so much iron in you Parris surprised Thank You Giles it took just to the mind with the trouble be among us all these years to all think on it wherefore is everybody suing everybody else think on it now too deep thing and dark is a pit I have been sixth time in court this year Proctor familiar Lillie with warmth although he knows he is approaching the edge of Giles tolerance with this is it the devil's fault that a man cannot say you good morning without you clap him for a defamation your old Giles and you're not hearing so well as you did Giles he cannot be crossed John Proctor I have only last month collected four pound damages for you publicly saying I burned the roof off your house tonight Proctor laughing I never said no such thing but I've paid you for it so I hope I can call you deaf without charge now come along dials and help me drag my lumber home a moment too mr. Proctor what lumber is that your dragon if I may ask you my lumber for mount my forest by the riverside why we are surely gone wild this year what anarchy is this that tract is in my bounds it's in my bounds mr. Proctor in your bounce indicating Rebecca I bought that tracked from goody nurses husband five months ago he had no right to sell it it stands clear in my grandfather's will that all the land between the river and your grandfather had to have it a willing land that never belonged to him if I may say a plain it's God's truth he nearly willed away my North pasture but he knew I'd break his fingers before he'd set his name to it let's get to lumber home John I feel a sin and will to work coming on you load one more oak of mine and you'll fight to drag it home aye and we'll win to Putnam this fool and I come on he turns to Proctor and starts out I'll have my men on you Cory I'll clap a rid on you enter Reverend John Hale of Beverly mr. Hale is nearly 40 a tight skinned eager-eyed intellectual this is a beloved errand for him I'm being called here to ascertain witchcraft he felt the pride of the specialist whose unique knowledge has at last been publicly called for like almost all men of learning he spent a good deal of his time pondering the invisible world especially since he had himself encountered a witch in his parish not long before that woman however turned into a mere pest under his searching scrutiny and the child she had allegedly been afflicting recovered her normal behavior after Hale had given her his kindness and a few days of rest in his own house however that experience never raised her down his mind as to the reality of the underworld or the existence of Lucifer's many-faced lieutenants and his belief is not to his discredit better Minds than Hales were and still are convinced that there is a society of spirits beyond our Ken one cannot help noting that one of his lines has never yet raised a laugh in any audience that has seen this play it is his assurance that we cannot look to superstition of this the devil is precise evidently we are not quite certain even now whether diabolism is holy and not to be scoffed at and it is no accident that we should be soaked amused like Reverend Hale and the others on this stage we conceive the devil as a necessary part of a respectable view of cosmology ours is a divided Empire in which certain ideas and emotions and actions are of God and their opposites are of Lucifer it is as impossible for most men to conceive of a morality without sin as of an earth without sky since 1692 a great but superficial change has wiped out God's beard and the devil's horns but the world is still gripped between two diametrically opposed absolutes the concept of unity in which positive and negative are attributes of the same force in which good and evil are relative ever-changing and always joined to the same phenomenon such a concept is still reserved to the physical sciences and to the few who have grasped the history of ideas when it is recalled that until the Christian era the underworld was never regarded as a hostile area that all gods were useful and essentially friendly to man despite occasional lapses when we see the steady and methodical ink you'll a shin into humanity of the idea of man's worthlessness until redeemed the necessity of the devil may become evident as a weapon a weapon designed and used time and time again in every age to whip men into a surrender to a particular church or church state a difficulty in believing the for want of a better word political inspiration of the devil is due in great part to the fact that he has called up and damned not only by our social antagonist but by our own side whatever it may be the Catholic Church through its Inquisition is famous for cultivating Lucifer as the Archfiend but the church's enemies relied no less upon the old boy to keep the human mind and thrilled Luther was himself accused of alliance with hell and he in turn accused his enemies to complicate matters further he believed that he had had contact with the devil and had argued theology with him I'm not surprised at this for at my own University a professor of history a Lutheran by the way used to assemble his graduate students draw the shades and commune in the classroom with your Asmus he was never to my knowledge officially scoffed after this the reason being that the university officials like most of us are the children of a history which still sucks at the devil's teats this writing only England has held back before the temptations of contemporary diabolism in the countries of the communist ideology all resistance of any import is linked to the totally maligned capitalist succubi and in America any man who is not reactionary in his views is open to the charge of alliance with the Red Hill political opposition thereby is given an inhumane overlay which then justifies the abrogation of all normally applied customs of civilized intercourse a political party is equated with moral right in opposition to it with diabolical malevolence once such an equation is effectively made society becomes a congress of plot and counter plots and the main role of government changes from that of the arbiter to that of the scourge of God the results of this process are no different now from what they ever were except sometimes in the degree of cruelty inflicted and not always even in that department normally the actions and deeds of a man we're all that society felt comfortable in judging secret intent of an action was left to the ministers priests and rabbis to deal with when diabolism rises however actions are the least important manifests of the true nature of a man the devil as Reverend Hale said is a wily one and until an hour before he fell even God thought him beautiful in heaven the analogy however seems to falter when one considers that while there were no witches then there are communists and capitalists now and in each camp there's a certain proof that spies of each side are at work undermining the other but this is a snobbish objection and not at all warranted by the facts I have no doubt that people work meaning with and even worshipping the devil in Salem and if the whole truth could be known in this case as it is in others we should discover regular and conventional eyes proper tation of the dark spirit one certain evidence of this is the confession of Tituba the slave of Reverend Parris and another is the behavior of the children who were known to have indulged and sorceries with her there are accounts of similar clutches in Europe where the daughters of the towns would assemble at night and sometimes with fetishes sometimes with a selected young man give themselves to love with some Bastardly results the church sharp-eyed as it must be when God's long dead are brought to life condemned to these orgies as witchcraft and interpreted them rightly as a resurgence of the dianna sake forces that had crushed long before sex sin and the devil were early linked and so they continued to be in Salem and are today from all accounts there are no more puritanical Moors in the world than those enforced by the communists in Russia where women's fashions for instance are as prudent and all covering as any American Baptist to a desire the divorce laws lay a tremendous responsibility on the father for the care of his children even the laxity of divorce regulations in the early years of the Revolution was undoubtedly a revulsion from the 19th century Victorian and mobility of marriage and the consequent hypocrisy that developed from it if for no other reasons estates so powerful so jealous of the uniformity of its citizens cannot long tolerate the atomization of the family and yet in American eyes at least there remains the conviction that the Russian attitude toward women is lascivious it is the devil working again just as he is working within the slob who is shocked at the very idea of a woman's disrobing herself in a burlesque show our opposites are always robed in sexual sin and it is from this unconscious conviction that demonology games both its attractive sensuality and its capacity to infuriate and brighten coming into Salem now Reverend Hale conceives of himself much as a young doctor on his first call his painfully acquired armory of symptoms catch words and diagnostic procedures is now to be put to use at last the road from Beverly is unusually busy this morning and he has passed a hundred rumors that make him smile at the ignorance of the yamen REE in this most precise science he feels himself allied with the best minds of Europe kings philosopher scientist and ecclesia Stovall churches his goal is light goodness and its preservation and he knows the exultation of the Blessed whose intelligence sharpened by my new examinations of enormous tracts is finally called upon to face what may be a bloody fight with the fiend himself he appears loaded down with half a dozen heavy books per you someone take these Paris delighted mr. Hale oh it's good to see you again taking some books hi they're heavy hey all setting down his books they must be they are weighted with authority Paris a little scared well you do come prepared well she'll need hard study if it comes to tracking down the old boy noticing Rebecca you cannot be Rebecca nurse I am sir do you know me it's strange how I knew you but I suppose you look as such a good soul should we have all heard of your great Charities in Beverly do you know that this gentleman mr. Thomas Putnam and his good wife Ann Putnam I not expected such distinguished company sir Putnam pleased does not seem to help us today mr. Hill we look to you to come to our house and save our child your child ails to her soul her soul seems flown away she sleeps and yet she walks she cannot eat cannot eat thinks on it then to proctor and Giles Corey do you men have afflicted children no no these are farmers John Proctor he don't believe in witches Proctor to Hale I never spoke on which is one way or the other will you come Giles no no John I think not I have some few queer questions don't ask this fellow I've heard you to be a sensible man mr. Hale I hope you'll leave some of it in Salem Proctor goes hey all Stan's embarrassed for an instant Parris quickly will you look at my daughter sir Lee tailed to the bed she's tried to leap out the window we discovered her this morning on the high road waving her arms as though she'd fly hail narrowing his eyes tries to fly she could not bear to hear the Lord's name mr. Hale that's a sure sign of witchcraft of globe Hale holding up his hands no no now let me instruct you we cannot look to superstition in this the devil is precise the marks of his presence are definite a stone and I must tell you all that I shall not proceed unless you are prepared to believe me if I should find no bruise of Hell upon her it is agreed sir it is agreed we will abide by your judgement good then he goes to the bed looks down at Betty - Parris no sir what were your first warnings of this strangeness why sir I discovered her indicating Abigail and my niece and 10 or 12 of the other girls dancing in the forest last night Hale surprised you permit dancing no no it were secret mrs. Putnam unable to wait mr. Parris's slave has knowledge of conjurer and sir Parris - mrs. Putnam we cannot be sure of that good e'en mrs. Putnam frightened very softly I know it sir I sent my child she should learn from ticheba who murdered her sisters Rebecca horrified goody and he sent a child to conjure up the dead let god blame me not you not you Rebecca I'll not have you judging me any more - Hale is it a natural work to lose seven children before they live a day Shh Rebecca was great pain turns her face away there is a pause seven dead and childbirth mrs. Putnam softly I her voice breaks she looks up at him silent pale is impressed Paris looks at him he goes to his books opens one turns pages then reads all wait avonlea Paris hushed what look is that what's there sir Heil with a tasty love of intellectual pursuit here is all the invisible world caught defined and calculated in these books the devil stands stripped of all his fruit disguises here are all your familiar spirits your incubi and succubi your witches that go by land by air and by sea your Wizards of the night and of the day have no fear now we shall find him out if he has come among us and i mean to crush him utterly if he has shown his face he starts for the bed will it hurt the child sir I cannot tell if she is truly in the devil's grip we may have to rip and tear to get her free I think I'll go then I am too old for this she rises Peris striving for conviction why Rebecca we may open up the boil of all our troubles today let us hope for that I go to God for you sir Paris with trepidation and resentment I hope you do not mean we go to Satan here slight pause I wish I knew she goes out they feel resentful of her note of moral superiority Putnam abruptly come mr. Hill let's get on sit you here mr. Hill I have always wanted to ask a learnin man what signifies the reading of strange books what books I could not tell she hides them who does this Marx I'm the wife I have waked at night many a time and found turn a quarter reading the book now what do you make of that why that's not necessarily it discomforts me last night mark this I tried and tried and could not say my prayers and then she closed her book and walks out of the house and suddenly mark this I could pray again old Giles must be spoken for if only because his fate was to be so remarkable and so different from that of all the others he was in his early 80s at the time and was the most comical hero in the history no man has ever been blamed for so much if a cow was missed the first thought was to look for her around Corey's house a fire blazing up at night brought suspicion of arson to his door he didn't give a hoot for public opinion and only in his last years after he had married Martha did he bother much with the church that she stopped his prayer is very probable but he forgot to say that he'd only recently learned any prayers and it didn't take much to make him stumble over them he was a crank and a nuisance but withal a deeply innocent and brave man in court once he was asked if it were true that he had been frightened by the strange behavior of a hog and had then said he knew it to be the devil in an animal shape what frightened you he was asked he forgot everything but the word frightened and instantly replied I do not know that I ever spoke that word in my life ah the stoppage of Prayer that is strange I'll speak further on that with you I'm not saying she touched the devil now but I'd admired to know what book she reads and why she hides them she'll not answer me see I will discuss it to all now mark me if the devil is in her you will witness some frightful wonders in this room so please to keep your wits about you mr. Putnam stand close in case she flies and now Betty dear will you sit up Putnam comes in closer ready handed Hale sits Betty up but she hangs limp in his hands hmm he observed her carefully the others watched breathlessly can you hear me I am John Hale minister of Beverly I have come to help you dear do you remember my two little girls and Beverley she does not stare in his hands Paris and fright how can it be the devil why would he choose my house to strike we have all manner of licentious people in the village what victory would the devil have to win a soul already bad it is the best the devil once and who is better than the minister that's deep mr. Parris deep deep Paris with resolution now Betty answer mr. Hale Betty does someone afflict you child it need not be a woman mind you or a man perhaps some bird and visible to others comes to you perhaps a pig a mouse or any Beast at all is there some figure bids you fly the child remains limp in his hands and silence he lays her back on the pillow now holding out his hands toward her he in tones in nómine dómini Sabbath sue velikiy it and infernos she does not stir he turns to Abigail his eyes narrowing Abigail was sort of dancing were you doing with her in the forest what common dancing is all I think I ought to say that I saw kettle in the grass where they were dancing that were only soup well sort of soup were in this kettle Abigail why were beans and lentils I think in mr. Paris he did not notice did you any living thing in the kettle a mouse perhaps a spider a frog Paris fearfully I do believe there were some movement in the soup that jumped in we never put it in hey old quickly what jumped in what a very little frog jumped a frog Abby Hale grasping Abigail Abigail if maybe your cousin is dying did you call the devil last night I never called him Tituba Tituba Parris blanched she called the devil I should like to speak with stitch about goody in will you bring her up mrs. Putnam exits how did she call him I know not she spoke Barbados did you feel any strangeness when she called him a setting cold wind perhaps a trembling blow the ground I didn't see no devil shaking Betty Betty wake up Betty Betty you cannot evade me Abigail did your cousin drink any of the brew in that kettle she never drank it did you drink it no sir did Tituba ask you to drink it she tried but I refused why are you concealing have you sold yourself to Lucifer I never sold myself I'm a good girl I'm a proper girl mrs. Putnam enters with Tituba and instantly Abigail points at Tituba she made me do it she made Betty do it Tituba shocked and angry Abby she makes me drink blood blood my baby's blood no no chicken blood my gift she chicken blood woman have you unlisted these children for the devil no no sir I don't truck with no devil why can't she not wake are you silencing this child I love me Betty you have sent your spirit out upon this child have you not are you gathering souls for the devil she sends her spirit on me in church she makes me laugh at prayer she have often left a prayer she comes to me every night to go and drink blood you begged me to conjure she begged me make charm don't lie to Hale she comes to me while I sleep she's always making me dream corruptions why are you saying that Abby sometimes I wake and find myself standing in the open doorway and not a stitch on my body I always hear her laughing in my sleep I hear her sing at her Barbados songs and tempted me with mr. Reverend I never he'll result now Tituba I want you to wake this child I have no power on this child sir you must certainly do and you will free her from it now when did you contact with the devil I don't compact with no devil you will confess yourself or I will take you up and whip you to your death Tituba this woman must be hanged she must be taken and hanged tich of a terrified foster Heaney's no no don't hang did you but I tell him I don't desire to work for him sir the devil then you saw him pitch ago weeps now Tituba I know that when we bind ourselves to hell it is very hard to break with it we're going to help you tear yourself free to achieve a frightened by the coming process mr. Reverend I do believe somebody else bewitching these children who I don't know sir but the devil got him numerous witches does he it is a clue it's ichiba look into my eyes it come looking to me she raises her eyes to his fearfully you would be a good Christian woman what do not ticheba I sir a good Christian woman and he loved these little children oh yes sir I don't desire to hurt little children and he loved God Tituba I love God with all my being now in God's holy name bless him bless him she is rocking on her knees sobbing and terror and to his glory it's her no glory bless him bless God open yourself to Chuba open yourself and let god's holy light shine on you Oh bless the Lord when the devil comes to you does he ever come with another person she stares up in his face perhaps another person in the village someone you know who came with him Sarah good did you ever see Sarah good with him or born was it man or woman came with him man or woman was was woman what woman a woman you said what woman it was black dark and I you could see him why could you not see her well they was always talking they was always running around and carrying on you mean out of Salem Salem witches I believe so yes sir now Hale takes her hand she is surprised Tituba you must have no fear to tell us who they are to understand we will protect you the devil can never overcome a minister you know that do you not ditch of us she kisses Hales hand i sir oh I do you have confessed yourself to witchcraft and that speaks a wish to come to heaven side and we will bless you Tituba Tituba deeply relieved Oh God bless you mr. Hale Hale with rising exultation you're God's instrument put in our hands to discover the devil's agents among us you are selected Tituba you are chosen to help us cleanse our village so speak utterly Tituba turn your back on him and face God he's got ticheba and God will protect you did you been joining with him Oh God protect Tituba Hale kindly who came to you at the devil two three four how many touch of a pants begins rocking back and forth again staring ahead there was four there was four Parris pressing in on her whoo-hoo their names their names to Japan suddenly bursting out o how many times he bid me kill you mr. Parris kill me did she burn off Harry he said Mr Parris must be killed mr. Parris no goodly man mr. Parris mean man and no gentleman and he bid me rise out of my bed and cut your throat they gasped but I tell him no I don't hate that man I don't want kill that man but he say you worked for me to Juba and I make you free I give you pretty dressed to air and put you away high up in the air and you go flying off and I say you lie devil you lie and then he come one stormy night to me and he say look I have white people belong to me and I look and there was goody good Sarah good Tituba rocking and weeping I sir and goody Osborne I knew it goody Osburn were Midwife to me three times I begged you Thomas did I not I begged him not to call Osborne because I feared her my baby's always shriveled in her hands take courage he must give us all their names how can you bear to see this child's suffering look at our Tituba he's indicating Betty on the bed look at her god-given innocence her soul is so tender we must protect her Tajima the devil is out and preying on her like a beast upon the flesh of the pure lamb God will bless you for your help Abigail Rises staring as though inspired and cries out I want to open myself they turned to her startled she is enraptured as though in a pearly light I want the light of God I want the sweet love of Jesus I dance for the devil I saw him I wrote in his book I go back to Jesus I kissed his hand I saw Sarah good with the devil I saw goody Osborne with the devil I saw Bridget bishop with the devil as she is speaking betty is rising from the bed a fever in her eyes and it picks up the chant Betty staring to I saw George Jacobs with the devil I saw goody Howe with the devil she speaks he rushes to embrace Betty she speaks glory to God it is broken they are free Betty calling out hysterically and with great relief I saw Martha bellows with the devil I saw goody Sivir with the devil it is rising to a great Glee the marshal I'll call the marshal Parris is shouting a prayer of thanksgiving I saw Alice Barrow with the devil the curtain begins to fall hail this Putnam goes out let the marshal bring irons I saw goody Hawkins with the devil I saw goody Bimmer with the devil I saw goody booth with the devil on their ecstatic cries the curtain falls

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